tears and pulling punches.

My bebe had to get her first shots today. My goodness, I've never seen so many tears from her...they even got her mama crying a bit. I would have gladly taken those needles for my baby.

Wait.

Isn't that what Jesus did for us? He took the shot, the punches, the DEATH. Why? Because we are His children. He took the beating so He would not have to watch His children suffer forever. What a loving Saviour. Jesus is my hero.

He is the kindest and most generous. He is the merciful and just. He is righteousness and peace.
He is forever.

I could go on with more Jesus truths. But I will leave you with simply this:

Who measures our tears in a bottle?

love.
-a.